"I really am sorry things didn't work out between you two. She was nice."
"Yeah, hope she finds someone who can love her back. Not someone who's just a risky move." He was looking at her now, their faces about a foot apart.
"Some risks are worth taking." Juliet looked right back into his eyes as she spoke softly. Maybe this was wrong, but how could something she'd been trying to repress for 4 years possibly be meaningless?
"I'm a mistake." But he was closer than a minute ago. How had that happened?
"Some mistakes are worth making." Juliet's head had lifted off the floor just an inch, tilting up to match his. Shawn was very close, his eyelids didn't want to stay up, and he was so close! But he held back. Shawn knew he wasn't the best person, and could he really put Jules through that? And what if she didn't really feel the same, and this was all just because they could die any second. He didn't want any more heartbreak from Jules. It would hurt to much to rebuild the platonic barriers he had managed to make when he was with Abby, and now seemed to be crumbling to dust.
"You know, a big part of me really wanted to slap you after the 'close talking' fiasco." Juliet whispered, and Shawn began to reluctantly pull away. He knew it wouldn't work, he just knew...
"Because you didn't just do it." Her left hand grabbed Shawn's chin and pulled it down. Shawn's lips obligingly met hers. He was very careful, and very gentle, due to the trauma her face had suffered. She tasted so sweet (despite the salty sting of blood) and Shawn couldn't resist trying to slip his tongue in her lips. Jules parted them with a soft sigh. The kiss may not have been in the ideal circumstances but... it wasn't pretty much perfect. It was perfectly perfect.
"Hope we do this again... sometime when I can properly move my mouth." Jules whispered between kisses. Shawn smiled against her. Juliet was so happy the pain didn't seem to matter any more. All she wanted was more of Shawn. He was being so tender, not wanting to cause her any discomfort, but all Jules wanted was to jump him and kiss him senseless. It was very hard to stop herself. No! He was pulling away! Why the hell would he do that when Jules had been wanting this since... who knows how long! Juliet groaned and Shawn chuckled as he lay down on her left, much closer this time so he could take her hand.
"I know I'm irresistible Jules," Juliet gave him her fiercest glare, "but it's better we keep our wits about us. Besides, I don't want to make your injuries worse. Then who knows how long 'til I can kiss you properly!"
"Oh alright, but I demand a snuggle." Jules grumbled. "My left arm is perfectly fine, it's just my right and my rib and my face. But you can still come closer on this side." Shawn grinned.
"Well if you insist." He shifted a little so his head was barely touching her hair and their arms were pressed together, hands clasped tight. Shawn could smell her hair; a light fruity scent like peaches that completely entranced him.
"I have a few basic rules for dating." Juliet announced. Shawn tried to stifle his laughter, but they were so close she must have felt the shuddering.
"Name it!"
"Number one: monogamy."
"Duh."
"I'm serious. It's really important to me and with your flirtatious nature—"
"I've never cheated on a girl. Ever. And I never will. Next?"
"Alright. Number two: professionalism. I've worked hard to be seen as a detective and not just a pretty blonde. So at work we have to keep things normal. Not that we wont tell people, I mean I want to, we have to tell the Chief, but—"
"Got it Jules, no major displays of public affection at the station. Or crime scenes. It might be insensitive to be flirting with a dead body in the room."
"You've done it before."
"Oh. Well, that's gonna have to change." It was so nice, sitting and talking as if everything was normal.
"Rule number 3: no Shakespeare quotes. It's not funny or cute and it's seriously overdone."
"I already figured that, why do you think in all that time chasing you I never started reciting?"
"You didn't seem the Shakespeare type."
"Oh really? 'Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, who is already sick and pale with grief, that thou—'"
"Yes, yes, you've proven your point, now stick to the rule! ...but man that was impressive... Anyway. Those are my requirements. Think you can stick to them? Or do you think I'm a compulsive crazy person now?"
"Not at all. They're perfectly reasonable. Now I have some rules for you too!" Juliet raised an eyebrow which Shawn could feel from the shift in her hairline. It tickled.
"Interesting. Do go on." Another hiss of pain was let out after those words.
"Number one: no self-sacrifice."
"Can't promise that. Next."
An annoyed sigh. "Fine, number two: never get jealous of Gus."
"You two spend an awful amount of time together. I overheard a rookie talking about how cute it was to see a bi-racial gay couple nowadays."
"Moving on. Number three: must love pineapple. Nonnegotiable."
"I was expecting that one. But there's no way I'm having some pineapple related food everyday like you."
"Ugh. So you're zero for three huh."
"Yup. Why do you like me again?" Shawn pressed a kiss into her hair.
"Oh there are plenty of reasons."
"Good answer." Mumbled Juliet. "Where do you think Carlton is now?" Shawn feigned offense.
"Thinking of your partner when sharing an intimate moment with me? I'm very insulted." Juliet gave the best slap she could to his arm with her left hand.
"You know what I mean."
"Probably at the station, pouring over files on these smugglers, and shouting at some poor officer to fetch him some coffee. Gus is probably at his other office trying to escape the crushing loneliness that my absence has caused him. Definitely calling Lassie every few minutes to see if there's any news. That, or they're both in Lassie's maroon sedan on their way to rescue us right now."
"I like option B better." Jules said, voice extremely soft but not out of sadness, just weakness.
"Me too."